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"What's the matter? scaaaaaaaaaaaaared ?" Edenel burst into laughter as he continued mocking Vlan. His friend were like mindless sheep parroting every mockery and insult.

"BAAAAAAAWWKKK, BAAWAKBAAAWK!!!! get outta here..." Vlan gracefully dodged an empty wine bottle thrown at him. He could have retaliated somehow but he didn't/ There was no need to stay a second more; Vlan was expecting a more...respectful company.

The orc servant had a thousand word in his eyes yet he could say none. He opened the main door for you gently closing it afterwards with palpable remorse.

"Jeremiah, friend...I am sorry. I had high hopes for my cousin and he...well, he scattered it away ."

>Screw this guy, we can have fun somewhere else
>You shouldn't have pussied out like. He will always remember this incident
>You did the right thing. Who knows, you might have went all berserk on him like that one time...
>You are going to complain to your uncle about it, right? He needs some good discipline, no offense
>write in

>>2783612
>>Screw this guy, we can have fun somewhere else. He needs some good discipline, no offense

>>2783748
Support

>>2783612
>Screw this guy

Say, you dare try some orcish food? I have some stashed away at my place

>>2783748
>>2784177
>>2785927
"Maybe another time, My mood is soiled." He sighed. "i just wasted your afternoon on nothing..."

You can tell Vlan was really down about the whole thing. It was the driver who suggested buying some ice cream for you both. As silly as this may sound, it was a nice remedy from earlier events.

Of course, you (a human) couldn't eat it in the streets without an eye or two piercing the damn thing. You ate it with Vlan in the car, you had a chocolate cone while Vlan preferred some good old vanilla. That taste was so good, perhaps the best you have ever eaten.

"Why does it feel so...familiar?" you asked Vlan.

" Cydiiniv Creameries , a centaur company which got recently integrated by the Ashtalaeth family 10 years ago. It was quite popular among nearby city states. However, after the integration the company was forced to sell its products to elves only. A poor corporate decision if you ask me."
_______

You returned back to the pods after a lengthy chat with Vlan. Mainly about the current politics in the region, he was so insightful with mostly neutral opinion. The high council was the crown of the topic.

According to him, the high council is a ring of powerful elven members in Nileth. Most of them are from ancient families like him but there are three exceptions to his rule:

-Self made elves who are not part of any major family. They are few and far between, often with personal interests.

-A single representative of non elves. He or she is a token member with little power projection.

-A single member of the once royal family. This upsets a couple of city states since most of the royal bloodline was slaughtered during the revolution. But in Nileth, some traditions are not easily erased. The Gel'erimith (or the throne bound) is always a woman who is more or less imprisoned outside of any meetings. She has certain authorities over delicate matters like the execution for an example.

He promised you to make it up for you somehow. Well, at least you got to see new things today.

You looked at your watch, it was 6:15. You got some time before curfew.

>Go to the white stag, tomorrow might be a busy day.
>Chill in the lounge
>Speak with/call____
>Borrow any newspaper, check for a new job
>play chess with yourself/someone
>Study [specify]
>Cook something?
>write in

my trip
>>2786516
>families like his

>>2786516
>Go to the white stag, tomorrow might be a busy day.

>>2786534
True, you still have some clean clothes but the whole drug awareness lecture will eat up your pre modelling time.

The street was awfully empty and dark . Miss stag was virtually the only one outside with her usual flip flops, mango scented hookah and some nice taste in music. Hopefully, she won't notice the stain, you don't want to get embarrassed for the second time.

The smoking dryad turned down her radio a little "Hm? You don't usually come this time around. You know, My...sap feels a lot better than i remember for a long time. "

>I will have a regular wash [pay 25 Pon]
>Going with the Sap [pay 50 pon]
>Write in

>>2786596
>>Going with the Sap [pay 50 pon]
Let's put that shit to good use then.

>>2786599
"Wise choice, boy." A satisfied grin grew on her face.

Just as she was standing up, A hooded figure - who was running across the street - hurled something right about her head, It went straight into the laundromat.

"Hmph? GET DOW-"

..
.
.
.
.
_________

A severe pain was ceaselessly discharging on the back of your head. You were stuck under something...wha...what is going on?

Slowly, you were starting to open your eyes. It felt like sliding a rusty metal door. The first thing you saw was Miss stag on top of you, her weak breathe brushing your cheek while pale blood was running over your neck. In this moment, you weren't certain whose blood was it. You felt fine other than the throbbing pain on the back of your head.

A flickering red and orange silhouette engulfed the scenery around you. You can sense it, seething flames dancing in front of you. inching outwards closer and closer. There are other sounds in the distance but you were too disoriented to recognize them. Your body was almost frozen.

>Scream for help
>Check Miss stag before any sudden movements [d100]
>Crawl out of immediate danger [d50]
>Crawl out of immediate danger, slowly drag miss stag with you [d150]
>write in

>>2786652
>Check Miss stag before any sudden movements [d100]

We can do this quickly.

>>2786652
>Check Miss stag before any sudden movements [d100]

>>2786664
>>2786714
roll

Rolled 32 (1d100)

>>2786717

>>2786727
roll twice

>>2786786
my trip

Rolled 92, 18 = 110 (2d100)

>>2786786
Sure

>>2786805
>>2786664
>>2786714
Aside from being unconscious, the dryad a handful of small splinters all over her back. The largest of them was stuck in her shoulder blade. Good thing you didn't push her aside, otherwise these splinters would go deeper inside.

Your head was beginning to clear up a bit. The fire continued to grow, ready to eat anything along its path.


>Scream for help
>Try to wake her up
>Crawl out of immediate danger [d20]
>Crawl out of immediate danger, slowly drag miss stag with you [d80]
>write in

>>2786844
>>Crawl out of immediate danger, slowly drag miss stag with you [d80]
The only real option

Rolled 76 (1d80)

>>2786844
>>Crawl out of immediate danger, slowly drag miss stag with you [d80]

>>2786914
>>2786921
Ignoring your pulsating pain, you crawled from under her in a cautious pace. It took you a bit to stand up, The world around was tinted with a slight orange haze. Your distubed vision caught several people rushing towards you and her. A distant siren echoed in the background.

You pulled Miss stag with what little strength you had left, she wasn't heavy for an adult but you did find some trouble doing so safety. You find yourself on the other side of the street leaning against a lamp pole, out of breath and energy.

"...mrrragh..." a low grunt escaped her lips. "Too far...Too far you fucking son of a..aaargh."

By then a lot of people were already in the scene. Several people formed a tight circle around. One of them was that centaur you saw with Miss stag before.

"Whos this guy? Did that fuck do it?"

"No, no, I have seen him before, he is a good kid. Did a small run once for us."

"Should we take him with us , Alkariye? he looks pretty messed up."

"We can't leave him to the cops like that. I'll get him up...."


>[scream for help]
>Leave me...here...
>My clothes...
>[ Do not protest, let them do whatever they are going to do]
>write in

>>2786978
>>My clothes...
>>[ Do not protest, let them do whatever they are going to do]

>>2786978
>>Leave me...here...

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>2787016
>>2787020
1=clothes
2=leave

>>2787016
>>2787020
"Trust me kid, you are better off with us than the cops." You were to weak to struggle back. You drifted back to unconsciousness once more.
________

You woke up in .... in... where are you?

It looks like a plain old room with a TV and a couple of furniture here and there. A human in a white coat was wrapping up his tools. Your first instinct was to touch the back of your head.

"Just a small cut in your scalp. It is all patched up." He reassured you "You are a lucky son of a gun, The Stag saved you from having one disfigured face or more. It will itch for a couple of days, don't scratch it."

The man left you without giving you the chance to ask him questions about pretty much everything.

You were surprised to see Miss stag coming through that door alone, She only wore a black bra while most of her back was patched up.

The dryad was anxiously smoking a cigarette, trickles of smoke ash littering the floor. She sat next to your bed "You alright, boy?"

>I...what happened? where am i?
>What do you mean, 'you alright'? I almost got fucking killed thanks to you
>I guess, you?
>All i wanted was some fresh clothes. I got none now.
>i want to go home. NOW.
>Why aren't we in a proper hospital??
>write in

>>2787124
>>I guess, you?

>>2787124
>>I guess, you?

>>2787125
"I'll manage. I'll have to do some work first before pointing fingers. Want one?"

"I don't smoke." you rejected her offer.

"Right, right. I hate smoking too, it is doubly bad for us dryads. I miss my flowers but i have to keep my stress low. Fucking is too much effort, drinking makes you prone to make stupid mistakes and drugs....well, they are only for scums and degenerates."

The dryad pulled out a new one lighting it up " It is no use hiding it, you are a smart boy. Uri is rifle with crime, it is up to certain individuals to... regulate it . You are looking at one of those individuals: Rusga Mulin, Leader of the Stag gang. "

An orc from outside wanted to say something to the white stag, she dismissed it for now " I am not saying it is a good life, it is a shitty one. Hell, I was forced to take the stags when my mom died. What happened back there was a gas leak . You were going for a quick bet in the pontaur when you fell off the stairs. I'll have someone fake a report in the hospital for it."

You were conflicted about what to say. She doesn't seem to be a bad person but then again, does she? You know so little about her.

>I almost had it .I should have bet on Blazing black instead...
>I'll do whatever you say, just don't hurt me
>I saved you the first back there AND i lost my clothes, isn't that worth a thing?
>I am telling the police about everything, you kidnapped me!
>[don't say anything]
>write in

>>2787221
>>2787204

>saved you back there

>>2787221
>There has to be something we can do besides just walk away.
Not to imply we even WANT to join a gang, but i'm feeling kinda invested in her well being. I don't want our nice cleaning lady to fucking die in a gang war or some shit.

>>2787221
I'll support >>2787282

>>2787354
>>2787282

"Walk away?" She gave you a puzzled look "Oh, someone is going to pay alright. I don't the police to get involved. It will complicate things. In my kind of work, impulse decisions can lead to disasters, I intend to solve this nice and slow,"

The centaur, Alkariye, showed up squeezing out of the door with some scraps of your dirty laundry "They are burnt up, torn or stolen. Sorry kid."

"Chin up, boy" said Miss stag or rather Miss Rusga " I'll get you some new clothes by tomorrow. "

>Thank you Miss ...uh Rusga, i really appreciate it.
>I prefer if you give me some pons instead. Better compensation that why.
>write in

>>2787402
>i don't want the police

>>2787402
>>Thank you Miss ...uh Rusga, i really appreciate it.

>>2787402
>compensation that way
apparently i can't write

>>2787409
"It is the least that i can do." She took one last huff before getting up "You can go home now, it is getting late. "
_______

You returned to the pods minutes before the curfew. Your watch and your phone were miraculously unscathed by all of this. Poor Miss Lilim was worried sick about you thinking that you were at the Laundromat.

It didn't feel right to lie in this situation but you did it anyway. The elf thoroughly inspected your tiny wound asking your numerous times if you are okay.

You were fine, your headache was fading away ever so slightly. Your guardian did scowl you for the 'legal gambling' in the pontaur though; she didn't like it advising you not to go there anymore.

You dived into your bed afterwards, what a busy day, best to forget about everything for a nice deep sleep.

Stopping here for now, thank you for playing!

>>2787548
Thanks for running

Thursday 29th of January.
__________

You had to change your sleeping positions a couple of times so it won't hurt as much. Man, you wished you didn't have to go to the academy today. What a bummer.

Some cookies and coco for everyone. Not a bad for a breakfast, you sat next to Ronk in the lounge listening to another blurp of news.

" Thank you Taddi. In other news, Nileth's old industrial park Orfiel has been officially deemed safe for work after 7 years of constant radiation decontamination. Hundreds of jobs are available for our hard working non elven citizens. To inquire for further information, please call #$@@*^%$@%^^%$."

"Oh man, Orfi is up? That brings some childhood memories! I used be buzz around with my skateboard hitting pipes and shit. My dad actually had a job there and mo.." His excitement dwindled " Anyways, I actually want to see this place up and running."

"Ooooh, i wanna do some urban exploring! ya-" A terrible cough clogged Cassandra's throat, she had one big red nose. Called it.

"This place is still dangerous. Magahab tech or no, There has to be some radiation left in the industrial park." Miss Lilim expressed her concern " Do you want more cookies, Ronk?"

>I mean, it has been like 7 years, surely they got it sorted out.
>Magahab tech? No need to worry, then
>I am no scientist but something doesn't feel right about this
>Why non elves only again?
>write in

>>2789335
>>I am no scientist but something doesn't feel right about this

>>2789335
>I am no scientist but something doesn't feel right about this

>>2789819
>>2789916
"The government poured millions to unfuck the Orfiel disaster " some half-elf butted in the conversation " Give them a break already."

"Aleize, please watch your language." Miss Lilim didn't like the way he talked. Now you recall this disaster, it was all over the news when you were a little kid. It had to with some experimental processing unit which could -in theory- govern all the automation in the park. It relied on nuclear power to sustain itself.

You don't remember what went wrong, dozens of people have died and the radiation was mostly contained. No one wanted to work in such hazardous environment so the government had to evacuate everyone and shut down all facilities. They better abandon this crazy idea for good; non manual control on a large scale seems dangerous for you at least.

You finished your breakfast soon after, It was horrible to wear unclean clothes but hey, you got this sturdy boot. Always look to the bright side of life.

The streets were quite lax so you took the bus. Most kept to themselves due to the evergrowing cold. It is going to snow real soon. Something was making you uncomfortable in the corner of your seat....Is that a wallet?

It was old and battered, most of the original leather covering is scrapped away. It was quite heavy too. You didn't see anyone in that seat when you entered the bus.

>keep it where it was
>Open it, see what is inside
>Open it, look around for its possible owner
>Open it, empty its contents and leave it
>Give the wallet to the bus driver
>Take the wallet with you on the way out
>write in

>>2791278
>Give the wallet to the bus driver

>>2791399
Before you would leave, you gave the thick wallet to the bus driver. It is up to him to sort things out. Not your problem.

The lecture was to be held in the E.A building. Turns out a lot did arrive, including all of your teachers. Miss Gallel seemed a bit off though, much like you, her day was ruined.

The principal was having a serious discussion with another angry elf from the government. It is a guy this time with grey business suit. You couldn't hear what they were arguing about in the sea of frustrated students. The prefects were hushing everyone; the show was about to start.

>Take a seat next to____ [specify]
>just sit wherever
>write in

>>2791434
>Take a seat next to yval
if she's not here
>vlan

>>2791434
>>2792044
This

>>2791434
>sit next to shiwe

>>2792044
>>2792161
>>2793821

There was an empty seat next to Yvaal, she leaned towards you whispering "I got it all set up and i got you an extra thing on the side."

"What's that?" You got shushed really hard as the elf started his lecture.

He had a non elven name, Monapitiso. You haven't heard this name before. Strange. He was straight to the point with no boring introductions.

At first, he started to talk about the available kinds of drugs in the streets. Pixie dust was of course the most infamous of them all but there were a lot more like certain kinds of herbs for centaurs and a special strain of fungus only safe for orcs.

Elves had their share of illegal drugs as well. Although a good handful city states allow the consumption of some for medicinal purposes, Nileth completely rejects the idea. The elf then went into some gruesome details about the unfavorable side effects of these drug with pictures along the way.

All in all, it was very informative lecture. Once it was over, Everyone was on their way ready to enjoy their one day off. Not you though.

Miss Gallel wanted to speak with you away from prying eyes. She waited for you near the tabletop room " Hey, Miss Gallel."

"Good Morning cutie, I hope you learned a valuable lesson today. Drugs are bad, don't even think about trying one for funsies..." She lowered her voice "...about our little thing. I....well, I- The exhibition left me with a horrible, horrible mental block. I was thinking, instead of our usual schtick, Let's go somewhere else to expand our artistic view of the world. Mommy is thinking about Nileth Aquarium . We'll be back before 7. "

>Sounds fun
>Sorry, Miss Gallel, I have got an exam tomorrow.
>As long as you are paying me, I don't care where or what we are doing.
>write

>>2795209
>>Sounds fun

>>2795225
Leaving with you art teacher right away would be more than suspicious. You both agreed on meeting up close to the pods, she had a little something to do first.
______

A pleasant surprise was waiting for you in the pods: a new set of clothes courtesy of Miss Stag. Miss Lilim was a tad suspicious about this 'gift from a distant relative' but she didn't comment on the matter. You quickly changed your clothes, they were exactly your size. Nice.

You were soon to leave the pods on foot, it wasn't hard to spot Miss Gallel's small car. You sat in the back seat "Did i take too long?"

"Not at all," you replied "So where are we going?"

"To the most entertaining district in all of Nileth, Kalvekth district ...the err non naughty parts of it."

Your teacher turned on some music as you two were stuck for quite some time in Icheal heights. Miss Gallel talked a lot about the Kalvekth district. Supposedly, It was the most economically diverse district in all of Nileth with services for the rich, the poor and those in between. It provides the city state with notable income (not as much as production though).

All sort of entertainment is allowed here. The Kalvekth has monopolized the legal rights for prostitution and gambling in the city states. Non elves do make a strong presence there, Most occupy the bottom tier of jobs at the district though. Tourists were a common sight, ready to spend their pons on the slightest of things.

The district didn't look like much at day. In the night, it will transform into something more appealing. There were dozens of ads literally everywhere. It was kind of frustrating to be bombarded with consumerism every single second.

You didn't see much of the district as Miss Gallel purposely stayed away for the adult themed attractions there. The security wasn't as tight around here. The car was stopped only once by a friendly officer who told Miss Gallel not to bring you to the red zones of the district.

"We're here!" She announced happily, the aquarium was impressive from outside; it looked like a gigantic fish with functioning eyes and wiggly tail. The sea view was a nice bonus as well.

1/2

The elf took a couple of shots of the aquarium with her phone before it went dead, she looked at you with a linger of frustration in her face "Can you take a couple of shots for Mommy? I'll take them from you later."

"I guess." Your hands always shakes just a little when you want to take a picture of something. You did manage to score two or three acceptable shots, the rest were blue haze.

A small line of chatty tourists were ahead of you. when it was your turn, you were greeted by a young orc "Hello and welcome to Nileth's Aquarium! We are hosting over 600 different species just for your...leisure." her voice trailed off "Sorry for asking but...I must.. know who, err what is your...relationship? You look younger than my brother."

>[let Miss Gallel handle this]
>That is because he is an orc.
>We are friends.
>None of your business
>We are here for an art assignment, are we done here?
> what do you think?
>write in

>>2795406
>>[let Miss Gallel handle this]

>>2795406
>what do you think?

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>2795425
>>2795437
1=handle
2=think

>>2795437
>>2795425
"I...uhm, here you go." The cashier girl gave you the tickets. The giant fish opened its mouth for you to go inside. This place was amazing; apparently you were on the top floor of the aquarium. It went deeper and deeper as far as your eyes can see. It was overwhelming to be honest.

"Oh the look on her face, good job cutie." Your teacher smiled "In my hometown, my first date was a guy older than me. He took me to the zoo and he said the exact same words to the cashier. He was an artist, you see. Mommy got inspired by him to be what she is."

Together, you checked the main map of this labyrinth. A couple of zones piqued her artistic intrest. One was related to deep sea creatures while another focused on giant predators of the sea, the final one had rare multicolored fishes.

"So? Which should we go for first?"

>Terror of the deep
>Giants galore
>Rainbow fishes
>Lets walk around, Miss Gallel. We'll find something interesting on the way.
>write in

>>2795481
>>Giants galore

>>2795481
>Giants galore
I'm not really for a relationship with Miss Gallel but a one night thing isn't completely out of the question...

>>2795481
>>2795498

I would rather not start a relationship with our teacher. Besides, we don´t have great chemistry with her.

>Terrors from the deep

>>2795498
ALso, we are going to need to spend the entire night studying in rder to make up for the test. Hope Miss Liliam has coffe stocked

>>2795524
I agree, I don't want to start a relationship with our art teacher what I'm saying is, as a healthy young man, sex with a milf teacher isn't off the table. It's cool we're experienced, touching boob and all.

>>2795483
>>2795498
"Ah, giant whales, sharks and other creatures...a reminder of how minuscule we are in the whole scheme of things. Let's go."

One thing you noticed was how incredibly safe everything was around you. There was zero room for accidents; thick reinforced glass everywhere, well trained staff at the ready, cameras everywhere. The list goes on.

With Miss Gallel, you saw an interesting collection of coral reef on your right and left, there was a diver who waved at little kids behind you. The aquarium was built in a way that allowed maximum exposure of sunlight for nice water reflection.

A small crowd was spectating the largest tanks in the aquarium. Some of the giants were totally fine sharing the same tank while others were more aggressive and/or with more specific requirements to live healthily.

The aquarium had both a digital screen and an educator for each tank, both providing seamless information about the giants before them. Today's special event was feeding Myrdogion a giant shark-like creature with four external limbs. It is the pride of the aquarium since it is one of the oldest living sea creatures . The screen says it is approximately 900 years old. It was washed ashore on this spot 60 years ago which prompt the construction of this aquarium in the first place.

"This bad boy eats once every two years, it is awesome." One of the human tourists whispered. A small gate was opened on the side of the tank. Moments later, a giant eel emerged. The Slumbering giant quickly sprang into action ripping it like it was nothing. Satisfied of its 2 ton meal, The Myrdogion went back to the darkest corner of the tank to resume its sleep.

You and Miss Gallel kept wandering about more giant tanks until 3 PM. Naturally, when it came to lunch, it was exclusively sea food .You couldn't eat some of the food thanks to your social status. Ironically, that also did apply to most of the tourists. They had to pay more even.

"I was making a small project with your class' drawings. But.... that critic, he destroyed me . I am starting to doubt my artistic vision. His words still haunts me in my sleep. What if he is right?"

She used the charger in the restaurant to show you a picture of what she drew. It was a painting of a young human (loosely based on you) surrounded by murky faces made out of feather , marbles and mud. This human was reaching his hand to the skies in despair seeking for someone or something to fend him against the ever shifting environment around him. The ground beneath his feet were slightly crackling, worms surfacing eager to nibble his bare feet. The human's features were mostly muted safe for the teary eyes.

"A pitiful excuse for a painting. Its expressionistic nature is dull, mindless use of color and overall a meaningless, thoughtfulness mess. Your take on Halionestic anatomy is a pure disgrace and a terrible offense to any trained eye.... this was his criticism..."

1/2

>>2795483
>>2795498
>>2795524
"Is it really that horrible?" Miss Lilim was waiting for a reply

>It is not a master piece, I'll tell you that
>You will do better, Miss Gallel. We can't succeed on our first , second, third try....etc but someday we gonna make it
>I am no critic so i can't say much
>It is beautiful, Miss Gallel.
>He is just jealous. Don't let his stings go through
>You drew a social commentary about non elves. It made him mad.
>I kind of agree with him. Slapping colours everywhere won't make it unique
>write in

>>2795607
>wandering around
>thoughtless mess

stopping here for now, thank you for playing!

>>2795618
>You drew a social commentary about non elves. It made him mad.

>>2795618
>>I like it
>>You drew a social commentary about non elves. It made him mad.

>>2795627
>>2797073
"I... it wasn't my intention really. I drew what was on my mind back then. I rarely do that; always think then draw not the other way around."

Oh. Still, That doesn't change the way you view Miss Gallel, she isn't like Mr Tharanel... or Miss Yuragos. "There is another winter art exhibition in Coyroth."

"Isn't that the city state next to us?"

Miss Gallel nodded "yes, It is on the 15th of February . i want to draw something that will shimmer him blind, don't know what it is just yet."

After finishing your nice meal, you two visited a couple of tanks. The food didn't help in the whole art inspiration phase. Miss Gallel called it for the day.

___________

Miss Gallel drove you back near the pods, just as you were out of the car, she stopped you "wait, you don't think Mommy forgot about her cutie's pons, do you?" She pulled out 250 pons for you.

>Thank you Miss Gallel
>Hey, no need. I particularly did nothing today.

>>2797190
>Thank you Miss Gallel
I feel kind of crappy taking it, but we are pretty poor

>>2797190
You took the pons from her, she left you after a quick goodbye.

It was 5: 39 PM, not bad. The day wasn't completely lost. The pods were unusually quiet. You couldn't find Miss Lilim, she must be out on some errands.

>Chill in the lounge
>Speak with/call____
>have fun in Uri square.
>Borrow any newspaper, check for a new job
>play chess with yourself/someone
>Study [specify and for how many hours]
>Cook something?
>write in

>>2797269
>Study
For the subject we have a test on, I forgot which

>>2797269
Supporting this>>2797580

>>2797580
>>2797587
You made yourself one good cup of coco before delving in studying. With Miss Shalquoir, Biology seems trivial, however, it is actually kind of tough.

You went through all previous lessons in a span of five hours, by 11 PM, your brain was completely fried. You decided to go to sleep early; tomorrow is a big day.

stopping here for now, thank you for playing!

>>2797694
Thanks for running

Friday 31st of January.
_____
You woke up way too early than the usual. Much to your surprise, you found Monamon alone in the lounge studying in silence. Did she pull out an all nighter?

Her eyes looked .... very, very strange; her pupil was extremely dilated. Her wings would occasionally buzz for a split second then became static once again. The slits in her face closed and open in a rhythmic pace, you don't know much about pixies but she looks kind of hypnotized to you. She didn't even acknowledge your presence. Is she okay?

>Make some coco, leave her to her own devices
>Wave your hands in front of her face
>Touch her caged wings
>Say something to her
>write in

>>2805362
>>Wave your hands in front of her face

>>2805413
"Helloooo?" You waved your hands close to her face. Not a second later, she snapped out her peculiar state by flying straight to the ceiling, almost involuntary.

"Lomanos vinkihalai! Arrrgh!" she bumped her head really hard. Thankfully, she made a grace landing without smashing into anything. A visible tick appeared on her wing's gauge.

"Arrgh, Jeremiah...I was Balpide...focusing. Biology. Do not do that again."

>How the hell am i supposed to know that?
>You pixies are weird
> Sorry about that.
>What is this focusing? i never heard of that
>Wanna some help in biology?
>write in

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>Wanna some help in biology?

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"Please leave." She returned to her 'focus' state, whatever that was. You made your coco in silence and left the lounge. You drank it outside in the garden enjoying a beautiful sun rise.

sadly we'll end it here. sorry for posting virtually nothing. Thank you for showing up, anon.